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The teddy bear that fell under the bed and still hasn't been found

Ouch. Holy shit that hurt! What a terrible fall, not to mention the distance from the bed to the floor is pretty fucking steep. Heeeeelllllooooo...how could you not hear that? anyone up there? Mike? Come on, that was pretty loud. I’m really not trying to stay down here for the rest of the night. It’s literally so cold down here. The ground is hard and its dark and it smells like dirty socks. I cant see anything above me, but the underneath of this huge-ass bed. How the hell hasn’t he noticed that I’ve fallen off? I think I bruised my head and twisted my arm. God this is painful. More painful than the time that I got squished for an entire night under his massive body. He didn’t notice then that he had rolled on top of me. That sucked, but this time I fell to the ground with a thud. Mike couldn’t have slept through that. There’s no excuse. Mike! MIIIKEE! Wake up damnit!

I can’t seem to move my arm out from under myself. Talk about uncomfortable. I don’t want to deal with this shit, I had a long day already, I was really looking forward to some serious snuggling in that comfy queen bed. Mike is being so inconsiderate. He definitely knows I’m not there anymore... you notice when something like this happens. He’s going to wake up and realize that I’m not sleeping next to him and panic. I know it. He absolutely going to freak out. And when Ellen finds out about this- Oh when she finds out that he is letting me be tortured like this under the bed, she is going to rip his head off. Maybe she’ll take me back home with her, I really liked it much better at her house. Even just for that week, and then one day she stuck me in a bag with lots of stupid colored paper and handed me off, like I was some sort of prize. I’ve been dealing with it though, but I did not sign up to be treated like this.

Morning. Well, at least I think its morning, I heard the alarm scream to wake Mike up, but at this point I have no idea cause its still dark as shit under here. I can’t believe he didn’t even notice- like hello isn’t something important missing from your bed? How do you live with yourself? My arm really hurt for the whole night, but now its numb as shit. I think I’ve gotten used to the pain. It’s probably gonna be permanently stuck twisted behind my back. But nooooo, don’t worry about me Mike... This is exactly where I wanna be..... ASSHOLE! 

Its been three days. I’ve had my weak moments. I get spurts where I feel like I’m two again and crying for my mommy. I’m starting to get worried that I’ll never get out of this small, dark, frigid place. The thought scares me. MIKE. MIKE. one last time... MIKE. Get me out of here. Now!!!! This isn’t funny anymore.

Ellen’s here I see her sandals walk in the room. I could also smell them. Gross. She immediately sat on the bed, the mattress pressed closer to my face. Somehow her keys fell to the floor accidentally. I could see them about a foot away from me. If she saw the keys she would see me right? Come on Ellen. This is my chance!

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Building Character: Jessica Somogie

Meredith is the sort of person that recycles everything, but refuses to take the recycling out. She strolled into the room wearing her usual earthy green sweater, strappy flat sandals, and tangled hair. She stared at the mess she had made earlier, but instead of tidying it up she decided to sit down and write in her journal. She sat in the corner of the room so that she could see everything and everyone that entered. When her roommate Anya walked into the house she quickly said hello, but clearly had no interest in having a conversation at that time. She watched Anya make eggs on the stove and critiqued every little thing that she did, countering it with what Anya should have done in her head. Leave the butter out, I like soft butter...why does it always have to be in the fridge. There wasn’t one thing that Anya did that she agreed with. Meredith stopped her writing and said to Anya “That pile of recycling is ridiculous, can you just take it out already?”

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Seed Idea- Jessica Somogie

It had been years since Lucy, Clara, and Jen had sent it out. Their lives had become much different and the relationship among them had become distanced. However, that note was the one thing that locked them together for the rest of their lives. Each girl was able to vividly recollect the events of that thursday afternoon. It was a beautiful, blue sky day. Clara had come up with the idea and the other girls quickly agreed. Once the paper was slid into the bottle and tightly shut there was no going back. The moment their toes touched the sand and the water glazed their feet, it began to rain. Could this have been a sign? They always wondered, but never thought they’d have to face it. 

The ocean moved slowly it seemed, but quick enough to land the deepest and most precious secrets of three teenage girls in the wrong hands. The message that had been shipped off and enclosed in the bottle was about to be reopened in the foreign land of the Azores. It began to rain, it began to pour. It wasn’t just a sign anymore- it was a reality. 

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6 word story- Jessica Somogie

empty bottle. lost and not found.